Loved You Madly
Chapter 11: Proud Part 2: Involved
Helena Wells/Myka Berring
Summary: Helena tries to return to the Warehouse, while not letting on that she and Myka have had a continuing relationship.

A/N: T for blood and violence. And thanks to 'wellsfan101' for inspiring all this madness. Pretty sure this isn't what you had in mind, but…
I know Myka getting that angry at Pete was a bit OOC, but I started writing and it just happened (I may or may not have gotten into a very childish argument with my 30 year old brother that played out similarly to that, but less physical violence.). I hadn't thought to have HG help in that situation only because I had plans for her in chapter 12.

Claudia dropped the ball on the table and grabbed her mini-Tesla. She wasn't sure who to aim it at. Myka was the one who needed to be stopped, but Pete really deserved it. She closed her eyes and pulled the trigger, letting the gun decide.

"You. Will. Never! Understand." The sound of fists on flesh continued.

Claudia ran to Myka and started to pull her off. "Myka! Myka!" She yelled. "He's out." Tesla still gripped in her right hand, Claudia grabbed one of Myka's wrists. "Hey," She whispered. "Calm down, okay?" She pulled Myka to Artie's chair. "What happened?" Claudia asked, then, "Never mind, I know what happened. But you gotta take it easy."

Myka had come up crying, tears stained her face and blood stained her hands. She had gotten Pete in the nose a couple of times and he was bleeding pretty nicely. "He wanted…" Myka sobbed, still out of breath from her outburst.

"Shhshh, I know." Claudia stroked the brunette's hair. "He didn't mean it."

"Why didn't he shut up?!" Myka was getting worked up again. "She just saved thousands of innocent lives. She did something none of us ever could." She sniffed. "And he still wouldn't shut up about her. Can't he see she's changed?"

"Hey," Claudia pulled up a chair so she could look Myka in the eye. "How long have you and HG been talking?"

"Months."

"See? You've had plenty of time for HG to apologize and prove herself." She glanced over to Pete, still out cold. "The last time Pete saw her, she tried to blow up the world. That takes a little time to get over." She offered a smile.

Myka looked up at the wise, young woman. "Di-did I knock him out?"

"You were getting pretty close, Chiquita." Claudia got up to check his pulse. "But no, that was me and the polyphase ass-kicker."

Myka wiped her nose with the back of her hand. "Why did you shoot him? I was the one—"

"Eh, he deserved it." She shrugged. "But he has no idea why you got so upset with him."

"Oh," Myka tried to laugh at herself, but ended up just snorting snot. "I forgot."

"Yeah, still," Claudia handed Myka a handful of tissues. "Dude really needs to learn to take a hint…Are you okay now?"

"Yeah," she blew her nose. "I don't know what came over me."

"Love, in its most passionate and brutal form." Claudia smiled as if it was a good thing. "Do you wanna get outta here before he wakes up?"

"No." Myka shook her head. "I should apologize."

"Okay, but words, not fists."

Myka nodded. "Okay, but if you need to, I give you permission to zap me."

"Deal."

Pete groaned from the floor. "Wha..?" He sat up and looked around, eyes big. He saw Myka's hands covered in blood. "Shit, Mykes, what happened? Did someone attack us?" He reached up to wipe his bloody nose. And it started to come back to him. He tried to stand. "Was that an artifact?"

"No." "Yes." The girls answered at the same time. Claudia interrupted Myka. "Mushrooms! Wild mushrooms…In her salad."

"Really?" Pete asked, feeling pain everywhere on his body. "That doesn't really…" He cocked his head. "Tell me what happened, Mykes."

Myka sighed and looked to Claudia, who shrugged. "I was mad at you…For saying you would hurt Helena." Myka tried to leave it at that, but Pete was like a blind dog with a bone.

"Are you sure she didn't whammy you so you'd attack me?" Pete asked. "'Cause that would make a lot of se—"

"Pete!" Claudia yelled. "Do you really want to get beat up by a girl…Again?" She started to mop up Myka's hands clean of Pete's blood, but it was hard as said hands were currently flexing in and out of fists. "Why don't you just go home, Pete?"

He looked between the two women and rolled his shoulders a little. "Fine." He started for the door. "But you should check for an artifact tha—"

"Pete, I swear to God, if you say another word…" Myka yelled and tried to stand, Claudia pushed her back down.

"Go, Pete. I got this." Claudia insisted.

He started to enter the code on the door lock. "Still don't see why I had to get beat up…"

"I loved her." Myka whispered, barely audible.

"Huh?" Pete said, turning back to a very emotionally unstable Myka.

Myka looked at her shoes. "I loved her, Pete."

"Who?" Pete asked, completely oblivious, which sadly was not a side effect from the Tesla zap.

"Helena." Myka whispered. "I loved her madly."

Pete started to walk back. "You and HG?" He shook his head not believing a word of it. "You do realize she tried to kill you, and everyone in the whole wide world?"

"Pete." Claudia advised. "Remember what I said about leaving?"

"Yeah, yeah, just…" Pete rubbed the back of his head. "You and HG, huh? Well, that explains a lot…"

"Like what?!" Myka barked angrily.

"Well, like why you never hit on me or anything." Pete mused. "I'd kinda wondered why—"

"I don't hit on you because you're an ass." Myka snarled. "It's also the reason I chose to actually hit you."

Pete started to get closer to Myka, which was really not in his best interest. "You and HG?" He repeated. "Well, high-five, she is one hell of a kisser. Good for you for at least for scoring—"

"I love her!" Myka corrected. "I did not 'score' with her. I love her. The mere thought of your lips on hers sickens me. You are not worthy of her. She is beautiful, and intelligent, and understanding."

"And as a plus, she tried to blow up the earth." He countered. Now he was getting worked up. If she couldn't defuse this soon, Claudia was just going to Tesla both of them and lock them up together; let the best man or woman win.

"Pete," Myka was starting to cool down, just as Pete was heating her back up. "I don't expect you to understand why, or how, but now that I have told you the 'who' and I would appreciate it if you could respect my decision." She looked him dead in the eye, no waver or indication of humor in her voice. "And if you try to do anything to harm her; I will—"

"Well! I don't think anyone needs to hear the end of that sentence. Right, guys?" Claudia was getting exhausted refereeing the two agents' fight. "I think we can respect that we are all adults here, and as adults we are free to make our own choices."

"Yeah, unless that choice is to be all buddy-buddy with a killer." Pete stomped his foot in a very juvenile manner. "How the hell does that even work?"

"What does it matter how as long as it does?" Myka tried to stand up again. And again, Claudia pushed her back.

"Stay down." She sighed. "Okay, Pete? Myka? I think we all need to step back and breathe." Claudia tried again to get them to cool off and stop acting like children. "Obviously Myka and HG have something very unique that they would prefer to keep private. I think if we all agree to forget this conversation slash bloodbath ever happened, that would be for the best. Clean slate." Claudia clapped her hands together in an 'all-done' signal, but neither agent showed signs of concession. "I mean, Myka, you don't want to have tell everyone that Pete got beat up by a hundred and ten pound girl and that I had to come to his rescue, right?"

Pete looked down. "No."

"And Pete? There's no reason to get anyone else involved in all" she made a gesture that encompassed Myka and the orb. "This."

Myka looked down too. "I don't think there is."

"Right." Claudia agreed. "So, let's just walk away as civil, more compassionate people." Even she seriously didn't by her own line of B.S.

"Okay," Myka nodded. "I'm just going to…Go." She picked up the sphere and her bag and headed to the Umbilicus.

"Wai—" Pete opened his mouth to object to Myka taking the ball with her.

"Pete," Claudia shook her head. "This matter is none of your concern." She was starting to sound like Mrs. Fredric.

"But if she hurts someone." He protested.

Claudia gave a look. "She's a hologram, what's she gonna do, block someone's view of the TV?"

"She's dangerous, Claude."

"Not in her current state." She reassured him. "All she is right now is an image and a voice." She paused. "And Myka needs her."

"Bu—"

"Pete, let them be. It's not your place to get involved in what's best for Myka. Someone higher up on the food-chain has already approved this." Claudia stretched. "If Myka is happy, isn't that enough for you? I'm good with it." She shrugged and gave a 'can't we all just get along' smile.

Pete nodded, taking it in. "I'm not happy about it." He was bordering on pouting. "I don't like the woman…But if Myka's happy and no one's getting hurt, I guess it's okay." He rubbed the knot on the back of his head from when Myka had thrown him to the floor. "Did HG teach Myka ken-poo?"

"No, dude." Claudia laughed. "You just need to learn to keep your mouth shut and quit while you're, well, behind. Maybe we should make up a code word that says 'Pete. Your foot, it's in your mouth.' You know, so Myka doesn't have to put her foot…" Claudia eyed Pete up and down. "…Anywhere."

"Like 'mustard' or something?" He asked.

"No, I was thinking more along the lines of…" She pretended to think. "I think 'dumbass' has a good ring to it…"

They walked out the door to Pete's car. "Hey, how am I supposed to explain all this?" He waved his hand in front of his face. "She bruised the moneymaker."

"Jack Dempsey's boxing gloves." Claudia nodded. "They pack a punch almost as good as Myka."

"Aw, man, don't we have a healing artifact or something?"

"Not unless you want syphilis, too." She smirked and touched his bruised jaw. "I gotta admit it, Pete I'm proud of you." She padded his chin roughly. "You took that beating like a man, a very girly, quadriplegic man, but a man, nonetheless."

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